History’s Strongest Shopkeeper

"The Past Amitabha?"

Gray Wolf looked at Hong Yi, who was walking quickly, with doubts.

How did the Amitabha sound like a monk's scriptures in the past?

He is a gray wolf, but a family wolf, how can he learn the monk's scriptures?

"If you are told by your wife that you want to trade Buddhist scriptures..."

When the gray wolf thought of this possibility, the scalp was numb, and he seemed to see countless pans coming from the face.

"This is the highest secret of the Great Zen Temple. It is the skill of the supreme cultivation of the soul. It can even be cultivated into the Yangshen. The Yangshen can fly to the sky and live forever."

Hong Yi took out a dark gold verse from his arms and explained.

He also knows that each world's cultivation system is different, so he specifically introduced the power of Yangshen.

The dark gold verses are as smooth as silk, thin as a butterfly wing, folded neatly, and the exposed side is densely colored with golden letters.

"what?"

The four people in Lin Dong heard the words and horrified, what happened today, and seeing so many precious exercises, they can become gods.

What is the realm of the sun, they are not clear.

But flying the sky and the immortality of these two nouns, they can clearly feel the detachment of the realm of the gods.

At least none of them have reached this level.

“Is it another fairy verse?”

Lin Dong looked at each other and saw a bitter smile on the other's face.

The rules of Wanjielou are privately traded for special commodity transactions in Wanjielou, such as Daochang places and Dongfu places. Special commodity sellers only need to pay a transaction tax of 10% of the transaction amount, and the other party does not need to pay transaction tax.

How can a fairy verse be cheap, and it takes 50,000 points to buy it at Wanjielou.

Gray Wolf only needs to hand over the winning vouchers to Hong Yi, and then pay the transaction tax of the price of Amitabha, and you can get the "Amitabha".

The price of the 50,000 spirit points is only five thousand spirit points, which means that the gray wolf spent five thousand spirit points and a lottery ticket, and bought the past Amitabha.

Hong Yi is equivalent to taking out a copy of the past Amitabha and getting a winning ticket without any loss. Both are happy.

How to calculate is more than 200,000 value points.

If it is not the special nature of incineration, the drug sages are going to use the burning to exchange for the place of the ancient emperor.

“What is the value of the past Amitabha?”

The gray wolf is calm and calm, and the tone is not urgent or slow.

“The recycling price that Wanjielou gave me is 30,000 points.”

Hung Yi’s slight glimpse, apparently shocked by the calmness of the Gray Wolf and the City House.

In the past, the Amitabha was able to cultivate to the Yang God, and he was shocked to stand on the spot.

This wolf is so calm, is this wolf, which is not ugly, even more powerful than the demon and the yang of the world of Yangshen?

Demon in the Wanjie Building, is also the strongest of the sixth-order realm!

Or this wolf is a peerless male, and Taishan does not change its color.

"What? You actually traded?"

Gray Wolf heard 'the recycling price for me is 30,000 spirit points', but I don’t know that Hong Yi has sold the Amitabha to the Wanjie Building in the past and couldn’t help but scream, “The Past Amitabha” What is it used?"

“What is the use of the Past Amitabha?”

Not only Hong Yi, Lin Dong, they were shocked by the disappointment of the Gray Wolf, even Zhou Yang, who was invisible in Wanjielou, was also smiling and able to cultivate immortal verses. How could it not work?

"It was the kid who slammed."

Hung Yi was slightly stunned and apologized.

The Gray Wolf thinks that the Amitabha is useless in the past, so the realm of the Gray Wolf is far beyond the Yangshen, then the "Amitabha Sutra" is naturally like waste paper.

"Let's go."

Xiao Yan also shook his head, and the recycling price was the 30,000-point "Mintu", and the gray wolf was not satisfied.

If you want to buy the "Amitabha Sutra" in Wanjielou, there is no Wuwanling point, you should not be able to buy it.

Now only need a lottery ticket plus five thousand spirit points to buy, Hong Yi just shouted, I am afraid that a large group of people waving the lottery tickets, swarming.

"How did you go, I am willing to pay 200,000 yuan."

The gray wolf looked at the four people who were also planning to turn and left, and looked worried.

It’s a good deal to get a worthy lottery ticket in exchange for 200,000 value points.

If there is no transaction success, the Red Wolf knows that he is going to be knocked on the pan for three days and three nights.

"You are not mistaken?"

Lin moved and turned around, wondering.

You don’t want the price of the immortal scriptures, but you want his 200,000 value points. Isn’t this a problem with your head?

"I don't know if the seniors can tell the kid, why choose 200,000 value points?"

Hung Yi is also a strange face turned around, this world is what happened, the past Mito through this cultivation of the soul of the supreme secret, can not match the value of 200,000.

"I don't practice, what do I have to do with the scriptures?"

Gray Wolf shook his head.

Zhou Yang, "·······".

"That line, we trade."

Lin Dong was shocked by the words of Gray Wolf, and he quickly agreed to it. It was really a turn of the peak, and he was worried about it.

Hong Yi looked at Lin Run, who had a successful transaction. He had a bitter smile on his face and turned and left.

His past Amitabha has been traded in the Wanshang Building, and he has written down all the contents. For him, naturally, it does not have much effect.

Because in addition to the past Amitabha, he has no other things that can be exchanged for the winning vouchers. As for the value points and spirit points in his membership card, of course, the goods that are left to be used to purchase Wanjielou.

"Little brother, wait a minute."

Lin Dong bought a lottery ticket, and the four people all took a sigh of relief. The drug sage looked at the Hong Yi who left, but could not help but shout.

"I don't know what happened to this predecessor?"

Hung Yi heard the shouting behind him, turned around, and flashed a hint of vigilance in his eyes. Did the people in front of him have greed for his past Amitabha?

"In the drug sage, it is a refining pharmacist. This is my disciple Xiao Yu. This is Lin Dong. As for the last one, it is Xiao Yan, and he is a stinky boy."

The drug sages introduced the four people, and finally did not forget to retire.

"Under the Hong Yi."

Hung Yi nodded lightly. He also just entered the Wanjie Building. After trading the cheats on his body, he rushed to the lucky draw area. The result was not drawn and he could only find a way to buy a winning ticket.

He is very much looking forward to the sermon of the sixth-order powerhouse. After all, his cultivation is based on his own exploration.

"Hung Yi is right, don't be so careful, there is no strong buy and sell in the Wanjie Building, let alone you and us are not a world, don't need to worry so much."

The drug sages said with a gentle smile on his face.

From the eyes of this boy named Hong Yi, he found the same gaze as Xiao Yu. His heart seemed to be locked and he was deeply guarded against anyone.

If Hong Yi always has a vigilant look, they have no way to cooperate.

“It’s better to introduce a place where you can easily buy a lottery ticket.”

The drug sage suggested that he knew how easy it was to exchange a lottery ticket in the past.

This boy named Hong Yi, on the surface, restored the appearance of a teenager, like a young scholar, but with the strong soul, the drug sage can still feel the deep alert in Hong Yi's heart.

Hong Yi did not refuse to follow the group of the drug sage.

"You can buy it here."

The drug sage refers to the place where the three circles of the mixed yuan group, good goods also need a good buyer, encounter the gray wolf that does not know the goods of the wolf, but also Hong Yi bad luck.

If you change a seller, I am afraid I will not hesitate to choose the past.

Hong Yi went over. As a result, the sellers of the Sanjie Mixing Group did not even ask the opinions of others, and they agreed to trade with Hongyi.

"You should know that in the past, when Amitabha traded a special commodity for the second floor of the Wanjie Building, you would have to pay a transaction tax of 50%."

"If you don't apply for a small vendor, don't trade non-specialty items in Wanjielou, otherwise you can only buy your own life."

The drug sages euphemistically reminded.

He used Hung Yi’s expression of the past lottery ticket of the Amitabha, and he knew that he was just entering the Wanjielou.

“Thank you for your guidance.”

Hung Yi carefully took away the lottery ticket, regardless of the purpose of the drug sage, but at least the present did help him, and could not help but thank the group.

Wanjielou has a lot of information in his mind. If it is not reminded by the drug sage, he still wants to use the past Amitabha for other places.

It seems that Wanjielou will not allow such a huge bug at all.

As far as Wanjielou cannot trade goods, he knows.

"Little brother, is your family bad?"

The drug sages waved their hands and asked.

Hong Yi is dressed in the ordinary, but has the immortal scriptures ~www.readwn.com~ What do you have to associate with the drug sage?

"My father is Hou Ye."

Hung-yi is casual, but his eyes are mixed with indescribable colors.

Hou Ye’s son is so mixed, I am afraid he is only there.

Hearing Hung Yi’s answer, the eyes of the drug sage are bright, Hou’s son is so mixed, and it is a sad reminder, similar to Xiao Yu’s and Lin’s life.

Xiao Yu, Lin Dong, and Xiao Xiao also know what the drug lord wants to do. He wants to bring Hong Yi into their group.

"Hong brother, have you not found anything strange?"

Xiao Yu looked curious.

"Like what ring, jade, stone,..."

Lin Dong can't help it.

Hong Yi, "·······".